29-06-2008, 11:59 AM
Morning Rita
Durban is freezing this morning so I am sitting here wearing my 'fluffy' beanie......going for a walk shortly to build up my strength once more.
Forgot to mention that after the chat at the chemist, off we go to the pet shop. Standing close to the counter waiting to be served, my friend and I continued giggling over the offer of the 'weed'. As I picked up the 4 pigs trotters I wanted for my dogs a young guy behind the counter asked me if I had tried putting 'it' in cookies or muffins. Looking a bit surprised I replied "No, does it work"?. "Well it did for my brother. He had an appetite problem and it helped him to eat", he replied. :dazed:
Drawing my interest further and still clutching my trotters, I looked down to my arm which has become the recipient of so many injections these past few months for the chemo and the myriad of blood tests and I wondered if he thought I was a 'junkie'? "Is it addictive", I continued. "No, it just makes you feel very relaxed".
Two shops, two strangers offering me a 'fix'........is the whole of Hillcrest hooked I thought? :engel:
Well Rita, funny thoughts past through my mind at that point........as they often do...............
What if a policeman had been standing behind me? A heavy hand would have come down on my shoulder and I would hear, "Your nicked for soliciting illegal drugs!". :beg:
Next scene, Sue and friend (still clutching the whiskey bottle) are loaded into the back of a police car and taken to Hillcrest police station. Being allowed one telephone call, Sue phones home.......
Husband: "Hello"
Sue: "Hello, it's me dear"
Husband: "Where are you?"
Sue: "We are at the Hillcrest police station"
Husband: "What are you doing there?"
Sue: "We were arrested in the pet shop for soliciting illegal drugs."
Husband: "I thought you were going for pigs trotters?"
Sue: "We were, but I think the plastic spoon from the chemist gave us away"
Husband: "What chemist?"
Sue: "The one that gave me the recipe"
Husband: "What recipe?"
Sue: "For weed tea"
Husband: But you were buying pigs trotters?"
Sue: "We were"
Husband: "From the chemist?"
Sue: "No, from the pet shop"
Husband: "I give up". CLUNK! :jester:
As I said at the beginning of this thread...........some times there is real humour in this experience....
Durban is freezing this morning so I am sitting here wearing my 'fluffy' beanie......going for a walk shortly to build up my strength once more.
Forgot to mention that after the chat at the chemist, off we go to the pet shop. Standing close to the counter waiting to be served, my friend and I continued giggling over the offer of the 'weed'. As I picked up the 4 pigs trotters I wanted for my dogs a young guy behind the counter asked me if I had tried putting 'it' in cookies or muffins. Looking a bit surprised I replied "No, does it work"?. "Well it did for my brother. He had an appetite problem and it helped him to eat", he replied. :dazed:
Drawing my interest further and still clutching my trotters, I looked down to my arm which has become the recipient of so many injections these past few months for the chemo and the myriad of blood tests and I wondered if he thought I was a 'junkie'? "Is it addictive", I continued. "No, it just makes you feel very relaxed".
Two shops, two strangers offering me a 'fix'........is the whole of Hillcrest hooked I thought? :engel:
Well Rita, funny thoughts past through my mind at that point........as they often do...............
What if a policeman had been standing behind me? A heavy hand would have come down on my shoulder and I would hear, "Your nicked for soliciting illegal drugs!". :beg:
Next scene, Sue and friend (still clutching the whiskey bottle) are loaded into the back of a police car and taken to Hillcrest police station. Being allowed one telephone call, Sue phones home.......
Husband: "Hello"
Sue: "Hello, it's me dear"
Husband: "Where are you?"
Sue: "We are at the Hillcrest police station"
Husband: "What are you doing there?"
Sue: "We were arrested in the pet shop for soliciting illegal drugs."
Husband: "I thought you were going for pigs trotters?"
Sue: "We were, but I think the plastic spoon from the chemist gave us away"
Husband: "What chemist?"
Sue: "The one that gave me the recipe"
Husband: "What recipe?"
Sue: "For weed tea"
Husband: But you were buying pigs trotters?"
Sue: "We were"
Husband: "From the chemist?"
Sue: "No, from the pet shop"
Husband: "I give up". CLUNK! :jester:
As I said at the beginning of this thread...........some times there is real humour in this experience....